more-than-thisThis post will be me gushing about this book, More Than This by Jay McLean. I just finished reading it and I need to talk about it (uh, write about it, I mean), so I darn well will.

First off, there’s a funny story as to how I found this story in the first place. I’m writing the second story in my More series (More Than Words), so I decided to go on Goodreads and search for ‘more than’, to see how many other books out there are named the same as my already written or planned books in that series. Let me tell you, it was a lot of books starting with ‘more than’ out there.

So I scrolled through pages, and then this cover caught my eye. I really liked this cover. No, scratch that, I love this cover, I think it’s amazing! Appealing to me in all the ways. So I clicked the book and I read the blurb, and that intrigued me quite a lot. I read the text reviews, and they were all good. I thought ‘what the heck, I’ll try this out even if it is m/f’, so I went and bought it. First on Kindle before I realised I could actually get it in iBookstore, so then I bought it there too. I don’t particularly like to write fiction books on Kindle. That one’s reserved for the non-fiction and school books, which, let’s be honest, are hardly ever touched.

I haven’t read m/f in years. Not a straight up m/f, contemporary book. I feel Margit Sandemo doesn’t count, because she writes historical/fantasy-ish literature, and I’ve adored her books since I was in middle school. I read her for the fun of it. But these kinds of book … I don’t usually like m/f, so I’ve stuck to m/m for so many years now. But this wasn’t like the m/f books I can remember reading–and hating. This one had a strong female character, and an awesome male character, and they switched point of view through the book and it was just awesome to see their road to love.

This is what I want m/f books to be like. Strong female characters, strong male characters who doesn’t have to be the ultimate alpha male. Yes, there were moments of jealousy and distress in here, on both parts, but it was dealt with in a good way. There wasn’t rape or cheating or any melodrama. There wasn’t a damsel in distress needing a big, tough bloke to save her from the big bad world and who makes her happy with his big, magic cock. This was just a good, old new adult romance between a broken girl and a boy she meets and falls in love with, and they take it slow. I can’t even say how much I like that things progress slowly.

It inspired me too. I’d been toying about writing m/f books too, in my More series, since there a few female characters I really would like to see get their own happy ending. Reading this inspired it even more, and the next book has been unfolding in my mind while I’ve been reading this. I’ve been plotting and thinking, and girls really aren’t so bad, are they? This coming from a woman. But I haven’t liked reading about females in fiction for so long–it’s hard to turn that thought pattern around. But it has turned now, thanks to this book. (And also in part thanks to Margit Sandemo, because she does write in cute, little romances between her characters.)

This book stuck with me. I’m giving it full stars. Truly, I am. But you know what stuck with me most of all? A secondary character in this book; Logan. I have bought his book too, and I will continue on to that one. I am so excited to see how Logan’s story will unfold. I’m pretty sure he won’t have it as easy as Jake and Mikayla did in More Than This. I loved him here, I thought he was an awesome character, and I’m so excited about finally getting to be in Logan’s head.

This is rather a rambling post. I don’t care. I am rambling, because I did love this book, and I can’t seem to put my thoughts back together properly right now. All I know is, it gave me back my excitement for m/f books (though, honestly, only this series. If anyone knows of a book/series like this one, feel free to tell me about it!), but it also gave me back my excitement about my current book, even if that one’s m/m. After struggling to get words down on paper, I’m now all excited about all the words I have left to write. About seeing how it unfolds before me. That’s how I felt reading this book; excited. So bloody excitement over the awesomeness that was More Than This.